I daydream you inside me.
Lana Del Rey bleeds in my ears,
.
congeals as I steal words between yr lips
with my swiping tongue:
.
those words who are what I always was
in my familiar way of being,
.
in a way that takes the gyration
of our bodies & transforms it—
.
We come together towards
this self portrait of two poets
.
as the American Boy, a self
portrait of this two as one
.
is us as you is
him as me is us
.
listening, is us talking
with our elbows
.
& toes & hip bones.
All of this, for you.
.
But then you are sudden-
ly so full bodied. You crawl
.
out of my mouth and my gums
tear inside their broken jaw.
.
Stern, your eyebrows flex to scream
.
because somewhere in my love
I'd lost you. I'd stolen your humanity.
.
The music stops & in the sand I kneel
by your black denim, begging for a chance to keep it.
This poem was included in my book "I want you to feel ugly, too," which can be read on issuu.
About the Creator
Joe Nasta
Hi! I'm a queer multimodal artist writing love poems in Seattle, one half of the art and poetry collective Eat Yr Manhood, and head curator of Stone Pacific Zine. Work in The Rumpus, Occulum, Peach Mag, dream boy book club, and others. :P
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